Add to this the relentless onslaught of politics, the pandemic, the sudden loss of my mother, and then there is what feels like a never-ending treadmill of personal tragedies - and I would like to get off now please!
If you are like me, you might be screaming into the void, “OK, enough!” And if you are, just know you are not alone. Being a human is really hard sometimes. It really is.
But here is the thing; there is always light. Always.
In a recent run-in with “The Dramas,” I was in a deep hole. I was in a place where I believed I was worthless. I looked into that dark void and I wondered, “I am going to make it out of here?”
Then one day, as I was walking down the sidewalk I looked up and between the tall, dull buildings there was the bright, blue sky. It was such a small, normal thing; a clear, cold morning, grey building against a brilliant, sparkling sky. But the stark contrast against the dreary city gave me hope. It put wind back into my self flagellating sails and reminded me that above all the oppressiveness, I still have me. I can still choose how I talk to me. I suddenly heard myself say out loud, “I don’t believe you.” I chose then to believe I wasn’t “worthless.”
Now, this didn’t fix the pain, but it did remind me that what I say and what I believe about myself matters. It matters A LOT.
As we head into this season, please remember this one immutable fact; you are of God, The Universe, Love, whatever you want to call it. It is you. If the world is an expression of God, then you are also an expression of God. And you are not a mistake. You cannot be. From the Perfect comes the Perfect. God loves Itself. It loves Itself coming and It loves Itself going. As an expression of Itself, You, as You are, are a miracle.
Being a human is hard, I know. But Your worth Is, because You Are.
And I am grateful for You.
Love you!
